Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 447

In a heartbeat, Marguerite’s body was trembling, her legs shaking.

She approached the car, her hands trembling as she reached out to touch Frederick’s shoulder, “Fred…Frederick, what happened? Wake up, wake up…”

Frederick did not react, and all that awaited her was a deathly silence.

Suddenly, Marguerite’s head was buzzing, and she pushed Frederick again with more force..

“Frederick, don’t scare me. Wake up, wake up!”

Her voice, tinged with a sob, had scarcely ceased when Frederick rolled towards her.

Taken aback, Marguerite instinctively extended her arms to catch him, only to realize he was soaked through.

Touching him, she realized he was covered in blood!

Hayes, only to find the little guy already

Who would dare to ambush Frederick? Did

face was deathly

Frederick from the driver’s seat. She then shouldered his body, stumbling her

six feet tall,

gritted her teeth and managed

the light, Frederick’s white shirt was thoroughly stained with blood, the

and unbearable, and Marguerite could not

by helplessly, tugged at Marguerite’s nightgown, crying so hard he

a situation, and she was so panicked that her hands wouldn’t stop shaking. But she couldn’t afford to lose her composure now, for if she did, Hayes would be even

Marguerite clenched her hands into fists, steadying herself enough to

get a basin of hot water right

the streaks of

any hesitation, he turned and ran off. Now, she

knelt beside Frederick, but she couldn’t